Dear M—

Dear M—,

I sure will miss working with you, but I’m so excited for this new chapter in your life!

The gift I am giving you is nothing fancy. It’s rather plain, but it will become one of your most used tools as you travel the world. I cannot tell you how valuable a plain journal and working pen have become to me during my own international travels; and I am sure you will soon discover the same as you traverse through France, Spain, Portugal, Austria, and Germany. Continue reading


Single-Childless-Working Woman Problems

Single-Childless-Working Woman Problems. That’s what I like to call some of the challenges in my life these days. I don’t care who it offends, it’s reclaiming the challenges in my life that are often underplayed by society because I don’t have a family to take care of.  And just because I’m not married or have children, it does not mean I am any less busy than those who do have families. It also doesn’t mean my challenges are any less important—they are simply different, and this weekend, I had to acknowledge that. Continue reading

5 Books to Read in Solitude

Some of the best books I have read were during times of solitude, usually while living overseas, isolated from those who shared my language and my culture, and sometimes during some of the loneliest days of my life. I don’t know what it is, but there is something about reading literature in solitude, separated from everything and everyone familiar to you, that makes the experience so different compared to reading in the comfort of your home, close to loved ones, and within minutes from someone who speaks your language and knows your customs.

So in no particular order, based off my traveling days living in a variety of countries (Kyrgyzstan, South Korea, Slovakia, and South Africa to name a few), here are my top five books to read in solitude, for it is only in solitude that you can truly appreciate the power of these authors and their words: Continue reading

In a Life Full of Routine, How to Rediscover Joy


Years ago I picked up the hobby of card-making. I basically taught myself all I knew, which wasn’t much, but enough to keep me entertained. I would spend hours making (and eventually using) my own creations, experimenting with different patterns, cardstock, papers, and embellishments such as ribbons, stickers, and stamps. It was great fun and provided me with hours of creativity.

But after a while it started to fall by the wayside. Continue reading